Han Mo noticed Yun Fulai's gaze and instantly knelt down and moved several steps towards Jian Fengyun, his face full of humility.

"Mr. Jian, I was wrong. I know I was wrong. Please let me go. I can give you all my wealth to you. I..." Han Mo knelt down and begged for mercy, like a dog wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

However, his extremely humble words could not affect Jian Fengyun's disgust towards him. Poor people must have something hateful.

"Leave him to Han Xian'er for treatment." Jian Fengyun didn't even bother to look at him, so he spoke directly, then turned around and left a sentence, "The rest of the people will be killed in a while, and then he will follow me to the Han family to settle the score with the Ouyang family."

"Yes!" Yun Fulai responded softly, then stood beside him and waited quietly.

Han Xian'er looked at Jian Fengyun gratefully, then her eyes swept coldly to Han Mo in front of her. The murderous aura surged in her beautiful eyes, and the dark poisonous light in her hand flashed, as if it was about to erode the void.

When Han Mo saw this scene, his face became ugly and his body trembled slightly.

"Miss Han, what do you want to do? Let me tell you, I am the elder of the Han family, you can't do anything wrong." Han Mo looked at Han Xian'er who was walking up to him step by step, and said in horror.

"At this time, tell me, tell me, you are the elder of the Han family. Why don't you think about being the elder of the Han family when you kneel down and beg for mercy?" Han Xian'er curled her lips, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her lips.

While speaking, a long sword with a black light suddenly condensed between Han Xian'er's beautiful hands. The sword light flowed and shocked, making people feel chilled when they saw it.

Feeling the coldness getting closer and closer, Han Mo could no longer control himself and begged for mercy to Han Xian'er, "Miss Han, it's my fault. I'll apologize to you. Please have a lot of them, don't kill them..."

Before the last word "I" fell, a dark sword light flashed by, and everyone saw a ray of blood blooming from Han Mo's neck. Along with a splash of blood, a head was instantly thrown away.

Han Mo widened his eyes, his vision rotated in the air for several weeks, then landed on the ground and rolled hard for several weeks. Seeing his body gushing with blood slowly kneeling on the ground, his consciousness gradually faded before he understood what was going on.

The head fell to the ground, blood splattered three feet away, and it gathered into a pool of blood on the ground not far away.

For a moment, everyone who saw this scene around couldn't help but take a few steps back, and a look of shock appeared on their faces.

"It's your turn!" At this moment, Yun Fulai, who was standing beside him, swept coldly to the elders of the Han family, Ouyang family, and the nine holy guards abandoned by Zuo Zun.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!......

Nine sword lights flashed by, and the nine holy guards lying on the ground, with blood sprinkled on the spot, and they didn't even have time to resist, and they directly cut off their vitality, which was enough to show how powerful the nine sword energy was.

The next moment, Yun Fulai's figure appeared behind the bodies of the nine holy guards, and unsheathed his sword in his hand, his eyes swept towards the elders of the Ouyang family who were already trembling with his legs.

When Yun Fu came to take action just now, they didn't see what was going on. It was just that when they didn't breathe, the guards of the nine holy realms turned into corpses and lay on the ground.

This terrifying strength made these elders who have been in high positions and restless care for many years feel frightened.

Looking at their fearful gazes, Yun Fulai did not stop. The sword in his hand moved, and the sword energy surged out again, and a dazzling white light flashed in the void.

When the Han family and Ouyang family were just thinking that they were about to die, suddenly, a golden wall of light appeared in front of them, protecting their whole bodies firmly.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...

A crisp collision sound suddenly sounded, and then the sword light disappeared, and dense cracks appeared in the light wall in front of the elders of the Han family and the Ouyang family. However, although the light wall was seriously damaged, the elders of the Han family and the Ouyang family inside were not injured.

"Saint Lord Tianji, show mercy!"

At this moment, a space vortex suddenly appeared in Wanbao Tower, and five clan elders of the Han family and one clan elder of the Ouyang family appeared at the same time.

The old Han Yuan clan leader, led by the Han family, held an ancient scroll of paper in his hand and spoke respectfully to the Holy Lord Tianji in front of him.

"Five elders of the Han family!" Yun Fulai's face frowned slightly. The five elders of the Han family were people of the same period as him. However, because they did not have the guidance of a wise master as strong as Jian Fengyun, they entered their twilight years many years earlier than Yun Fulai. However, their cultivation was all at the level of a peak emperor, and their strength was quite strong.

"Saint Lord Tianji, Old Emperor Han told us to come and visit you, and by the way, we will visit Fengyun Sect. I hope that all Fengyun Sect can help you to let go of the elders of my Han family." Han Yuan's white hair and beard moved slightly, and he bowed to Yun Fulai.

"Han Wudi!" Yun Fulai's eyes swept, and then said, "Even if Yun Fulai comes, it won't work. Your Han family members actually attack our sect leader. I won't cut them into pieces because of Emperor Han's face back then."

For Yun Fulai, even the famous Han Emperor at that time could not shake his determination to kill those who took action against Jian Fengyun.

"Well, Emperor Han told us to bring a picture scroll and say to everyone in Fengyun Sect. He said that as long as you read this picture scroll, if you don't want to let them go, it's not too late to kill them!" Old Man Han's face moved slightly and handed over the old picture scroll in his hand.

Yun Fu looked at the ancient scroll and frowned immediately, looking at Jian Fengyun behind him, asking in his eyes.

However, this time, Jian Fengyun did not answer him or give him any expression. Instead, he narrowed his eyes, turned around, and slowly stepped forward.

The air seemed to solidify, and the sound of footsteps particularly touched people's heartstrings. It seemed that every step that the elders of the Han family and Ouyang family stumbled in their hearts.

Seeing Jian Fengyun's movements, Yun Fulai immediately withdrew his momentum and gave way to Jian Fengyun.

Jian Fengyun stood in front of Han Yuan, his eyes swept at the ancient painting in his hand.

The scroll is made of a piece of gray and silver metal as its head and tail. It rolls up a piece of paper made of unknown material and holds it in your hand, and looks like a broken painting discarded on the street.

Jian Fengyun stuck his hand out and gently placed it on the scroll. Then, a silver light suddenly surged out on his body, and blue veins on his arms instantly burst out...
Chapter completed!